He closed his eyes, trying hard to steady his breathing.
But when his cold eyes reopened, they still harbored hidden desire.
No matter how uncomfortable it was to endure, he had to check her temperature first.
Ou Jue once again reached his hand under the blanket, this time without lifting it. He turned his gaze aside, relying solely on touch to find the thermometer.
Without the aid of sight, his fingers wandered and bumped into a soft heaviness.
The delicate sensation made his back tense, as if his entire being was instantly frozen in place.
There was…
Clearly, he deliberately averted his gaze, purposely avoiding looking at her to keep himself in control.
But precisely because of this, his mind filled in the details even more wildly.
He found himself uncontrollably kneading it…
Seemingly sensing an electric jolt, the girl mumbled in a daze through her slightly parted lips, "Mmh, uh…"
Ou Jue cursed under his breath.
